Nine months later, June 1, 2023 suddenly became more wiped out and have been ever since. It's July 3, 2023 now.

Who can get post-stroke fatigue?

Fatigue can happen after any type of stroke, and you can have severe fatigue after a relatively mild stroke or a TIA. Even if you have made a full physical recovery, or your stroke was some time ago, fatigue can still be a problem. It can start soon after a stroke, and often improves over time, but it can also appear some time later.
Funny; I just came in here to post the above and it was already here!

Remained exhausted and I went to the doctor again on July 12, 2023 and on July 19 I think (not the 14th) I called and they called back and sent me this. D and B12 vitamin problem. b12 is low normal, however. Maybe this will help.

Gannon, David W 07/14/2023 08:53:21 AM MST > No signs of inflammation in the blood that is significant, vitamin levels show a low normal B12 and your vitamin D is low. Recommend over-the-counter vitamin D at 2000 international units daily. Over-the-counter B12 at 2000 MCG Daily.Follow-up for increasing symptoms Martinez, Francine 07/20/2023 01:05:16 PM MST > Patient aware

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JACKASS!




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THIS IS AFTER HE CONVERTED TO JEEZUS CHRAST. HE LOOKED MUCH BETTER BEFORE.


Laura Nethery, proselytizing shithead.

This is the most heart touching story that I have read in a long time.
Jim preaches at a church in the slums of New York.  He tells the following story: 
It was Easter Sunday, and I was so tired at the end of the day that I just went to the edge of the platform, pulled down my tie and sat down and draped my feet over the edge. It was a wonderful service with many people coming forward. The counselors were talking with these people.
As I was sitting there, I looked up the middle aisle, and there in about the third row was a man who looked about fifty, disheveled, filthy. He looked up at me rather sheepishly, as if saying, “Could I talk to you?” We have homeless people coming in all the time, asking for money or whatever. So, as I sat there, I said to myself, though I am ashamed of it, “What a way to end a Sunday. I’ve had such a good time, preaching and ministering, and here’s a fellow probably wanting some money for more wine.”
He walked up. When he got within about five feet of me, I smelled a horrible smell like I’d never smelled in my life. It was so awful that when he got close, I would inhale by looking away, and then I’d talk to him, and then look away to inhale, because I couldn’t inhale facing him.
I asked him, “What’s your name?” “David.” “How long have you been on the street?” “Six years.” “How old are you?” “Thirty-two.” He looked fifty—hair matted, front teeth missing, wino, eyes slightly glazed. “Where did you sleep last night, David?” “Abandoned truck.”
I keep in my back pocket a money clip that also holds some credit cards. I fumbled to pick one out thinking, I’ll give him some money.
I won’t even get a volunteer. They are all busy talking with others. Usually we don’t give money to people; we take them to get something to eat. I took the money out. David pushed his finger in front of me. He said, “I don’t want your money. I want this Jesus, the One you were talking about, because I’m not going to make it.
I’m going to die on the street.”
I completely forgot about David, and I started to weep for myself. I was going to give a couple of dollars to someone God had sent to me. See how easy it is? I could make the excuse I was tired. There is no excuse. I was not seeing him the way God sees him. I was not feeling what God feels.
But oh, did that change! David just stood there. He didn’t know what was happening. I pleaded with God, “God, forgive me! Forgive me! Please forgive me. I am so sorry to represent You this way. I’m so sorry. Here I am with my message and my points, and You send somebody and I am not ready for it. Oh, God!”
Something came over me. Suddenly I started to weep deeper, and David began to weep. He fell against my chest as I was sitting there. He fell against my white shirt and tie, and I put my arms around him, and there we wept on each other. The smell of His person became a beautiful aroma. Here is what I thought the Lord made real to me: If you don’t love this smell, I can’t use you, because this is why I called you where you are. This is what you are about. You are about this smell.
Christ changed David’s life. He started memorizing portions of Scripture that were incredible. We got him a place to live. We hired him in the church to do maintenance, and we got his teeth fixed.
He was a handsome man when he came out of the hospital. They detoxed him in 6 days.
He spent that Thanksgiving at my house. He also spent Christmas at my house. When we were exchanging presents, he pulled out a little thing, and he said, “This is for you.” It was a little white hanky. It was the only thing he could afford.
A year later, David got up and talked about his conversion to Christ. The minute he took the mic and began to speak, I said, “The man is a preacher.” This past Easter, we ordained David. He is an associate minister of a church over in New Jersey.
And I was so close to saying, “Here, take this; I’m a busy preacher.” We can get so full of ourselves.
Lord, thank you for sending others our way.  May we never stop seeing them as Your precious children no matter how busy or tired we become.  Amen


 I LIKED HIM BETTER AS THE BUM.

Janet Pittman Gentry What a beautiful story      YES IF YOU LIKE TO HURL!
Phyllis Wolfe Scott 
Beautiful


Beautiful as in beautiful dog shit?

I REPLY:

The administrators here and in my other group are very good and have helped me before. The administration doesn't allow Jesus posts in this group, so I'm surprised this hasn't been deleted already. I've found in many stroke groups evangelizing Christian posts are a serious and ubiquitous problem.

People are supposed to be respectful and overly religious Christian sermons like this are an insult to every Jewish stroke victim in the group along with every other non-Christian stroke victim.

This post isn't here to help anyone with a stroke. It's here to evangelize. It has nothing to do with the group.

I joined my stroke groups because I had a stroke and had some questions; not to be preached to by religious fanatics.

In my opinion, off topic posts that seek to take advantage of the misfortunes of others in order to proselytize are as unethical as they can possibly get and my other stroke group doesn't allow this selfishness and complete lack of respect and empathy for others EITHER. It deletes this kind of thing as well.

 As I said, I don't think one can get more unethical than this.

Common courtesy demands that Jewish stroke victims and others never EVER be called upon to convert to Christianity as a solution to their problems as detailed in this creepy, vapid, and surely made-up come-to-Jesus story. And what a gross picture!
 

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